BIRTH OF A ROLE MODEL

All ink on 11x15 watercolor paper. Maybe like... 7 hours??? D8 D8 D8 hella days

Alternate title:

• Mommy, I can haz Barbie?

I messed up the arm of the mom on the left... but... ahhhh what am I gonna do. I might try to revisit this one day.

IN OTHER NEWS:

On Being Asian

Two things: 

1. My current big project: Childhood Struggles Storybook. It is a collection of stories and images of anything students, faculty, and staff from my school consider to be childhood struggles. Racism, ableism, homophobia, bed wetting, anything.
1. The project was inspired by my explorations in my first semester as a Social Justice Art Intern at my campus' Multi-Cultural Center. 
2. I can't recall exactly how it all started... but it ended up with the questions, "Why am I so apathetic? Why do I hate being Asian? How can I have a better relationship with my mum?"
3. And then I realized how it mostly all started... 
1. Asian stereotype truth: The raised level of expectations for success by society and by parents. The fear of not maintaining that level. 
2. Comparing my friend's families with mine. Caucasian people seemed to be so cool with relaxed rules. Asian people seemed to always be brutally strict. I don't remember having African American friends, and I only remember a Mexican boy [or maybe he was Latino or Hispanic or mixed or something] and some older mixed girls that may have been part African American or Hispanic that bullied me. 
3. The racist bullying that led to much alienation and social awkwardness.
2. APAHE Conference (Asian Pacific Americans in Higher Education)
1. An incredible experience that I was fortunate enough and grateful to be invited and sponsored to attend. 
2. I didn't know what to expect, but in the end, I learned SO MUCH about subject matters I have been completely ignorant of my whole life! 
3. I learned about:
1. The underrepresentation of Asian Pacific Americans (APAs) in American society, particularly in the school systems where students are looking for mentors and people that they can relate to and, put simply, people that look like them.
1. The decline in numbers of APAs rising beyond faculty/staff positions in higher education (HE), while other minorities continue to rise beyond those faculty/staff positions. 
2. The invisibility of APAs
1. A lot of people think, "Oh, the Asians are doing fine. They're smart and successful. They don't need any help. They're not going through any struggles." FALSE.
2. I didn't even know there were Asians involved in the Dream Act. People that grew up in America. People that don't have any other "Asian" cultures to go back to. People that just want to go to school. 
3. "Asian" being an all-encompassing westernized concept. There is no single "Asian." There are Chinese, Vietnamese, Korean, Japanese, Hmong, Taiwanese, Thai, Cambodian, Laotian, etc. Although, I suppose "White" or "Caucasian" are also westernized concepts, as there are English, German, Dutch, Swiss, Russian, Polish, etc. 
4. How easy it is to simply ask, "May I join you?" Which is by far both the one giant leap for me. 
4. I think I was the only undergrad there. I met:
1. Older generations that shared their experiences with their own stereotypical Asian parents and the coinciding pressures.
2. Activists fighting to represent APAs in HE and elsewhere.
3. Authors, lawyers, deans, professors, librarians, artists, HUMAN BEINGS. 
4. People that reminded me of my own mother. People that face the injustices our very own society creates and perpetuates that stop us before we can even step on the doormat because of our almond-shaped eyes, our squished noses, our imperfect English, our yellow skin [or "olive complexion," as Kansas Rep. Connie O'Brien said], our equal skills that are seen as a threat to All-American jobs, our unrecognizable American patriotism, and our courage to keep fighting against the grain [which is culturally looked down upon, but we do it anyway because it is all we can do!]. 
5. Encouragement and openness to explaining matters that everyone else but the art undergrad [why is she even here?] already knows.
5. I was inspired:
1. To make some new paintings surrounding the Dream Act and the Vincent Chin case.
2. To become a teacher [whaaat, right?]
3. To make an effort to be more aware of issues in the APA community, and hopefully to become an active representative later on in life [as a teacher and artist].

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AND SO, here are some truly thought-provoking questions [and my current responses that I hope to dwell upon and explore more] that my coworker, Megan, asked me after practicing our spiels for our project/program events. 

What stereotypes do/did you have of Asian-American’s?

• The following are mostly stereotypes I've had within my family, but that I have associated to Asian American/Canadian stereotypes. 
• Study hard, get success. Get bad grades, get humiliation and dishonor. 
• Bad grades = anything less than an A [ie: A- is not included]
• Study is first priority
• Hang out with friends later on in life, study now. Besides, you can't trust your friends to help you anyway. 
• Men are evil. Mostly Chinese men, then maybe blacks, then other minorities, and then whites. 
• Get a professional degree, achieve great financial success [whatever that means], support self-financially, then maybe you get married, but ONLY AFTER financially supporting self
• Don't talk to strangers, they will rape and kill you
• Eat rice, use soy sauce, yadda yadda asian food
• Take shoes off before walking around in house
• Asians are smart. Parents are strict. 
• Asians are skinny. 
• If you look like a punk, then you are stupid
• Judgement, constantly, always
• Bad driving
• Pandas
• Karate
• Born with knowledge of how to use chopsticks
• No sense of direction
• Can't understand sarcasm

What does it mean to be Chinese-American?

• [I am more proud of being Chinese-Canadian, but I have lived my life Chinese-American, just for clarification]
• It used to mean
• Study. Be smart. Get a professional degree. The end. 
• It now means
• I'm a human being who identifies with multiple cultural heritages/backgrounds. 
• I have to strive hard for success, but I get to define what success means. 
• I have to compromise with certain conflicting aspects of my different cultural backgrounds.
• I will try somehow to repay my parents not simply for what they have given me, but for the support [beyond the multitude of struggles] and dedication they have shown for me. 
• I have to learn how to appreciate my cultures [so far, very rewarding!]

Consider what you learned about the lived experience of Asian Americans at the conference you just attended?

• It's not just kids like me that go through these stereotypical Asian parent pressures. Even my parents may have gone through things like this. We are all human beings and we all come from similar and different places. 
• Not all Asian people are judgmental. And even if they are, that doesn't mean that they can't still learn to be open-minded. 
• There are people that don't speak English perfectly that are still networking and communicating in all these different outlets, like at schools and conferences. They are so proud, even when the stereotypes and pressures of society AND THEIR CULTURE tells them that they should be ASHAMED of their own CULTURE. 
• I'm not alone and my generation is not alone. This touches me the most. 

How have you been taught to see Chinese-American’s?

• Before
• Frugal
• Passive
• Judgmental 
• Mean, mean, mean
• Cook delicious foods
• Have sharp voices
• Stereotypical Chinese facial features
• Successful 
• Skinny
• Manipulative
• Don't like other Asians, but not as much as Koreans stereotypically don't like other Asians
• Currently
• Well, I still have a lot of the same stereotypes, but I'm becoming more open to the idea of Chinese Americans being HUMAN BEINGS coming from all sorts of different places. 

How did the conference break your expectations? Did they confirm your expectations? What kind of diversity did you see? How did people express themselves?

• I didn't actually have any expectations... except to learn and meet new people, and that expectation was DEFINITELY CONFIRMED. 
• And I guess I didn't expect to be the youngest one there. 
• There was a wide diversity of Asian cultures present, and a few allies. Mostly people over 30. I can't remember if there were more women or men... but in most of the presentations I went to, there were mostly women [especially in the workplace bullying discussion!!!].
• People were more or less really open. Some of them were even really... aggressive in wanting to share their stories lol Everyone seemed to understand the plights of APAHE. 
• Oh, and one thing I did notice... I'm not sure if it was because I was sleep deprived or not, but some people were REALLY DIFFICULT to understand. Like, not because of accents, but in the way that they presented their ideas??? It seemed like sometimes people would jump around subjects while grappling with them?? I'm not sure, but it was a lot less straightforward, which I believe is a cultural and generational thing. 

What influence of assimilation and Anglo-centric norms and your own perception of your cultural heritage led you to begin to want to seek deeper meaning than the stereotypical ignorant notions of what it means to be both Chinese and an American woman living in the United States?

• I always idolized/idealized WHITE PEOPLE. Maybe because my step-dad is white [not actually sure what his ethnic origins are] and has been the stereotypical chill white dad. Although, I think it's kind of funny that he is passive aggressive and my mum is... well, she is also passive aggressive, but I feel that she really tries hard to talk about things. I'm pretty sure this is because of the city I grew up in. Something about it. Weird. 
• White people are the dominant majority. White people just get grounded, but "grounded" is just what regular studying was to me, in retrospect. You know, now that I think about it, I don't know why I idolize white people. They're not that great. They're not that different. Yeah, they have privileges that I can't have because of the way I look. So I'm jealous of that, I guess. 
• I always made fun of being Asian. I called myself white-washed. I used to not eat rice very often, nor use chopsticks, nor drink tea. I related to all the youtube videos and internet memes that made fun of Asian parents. I can still relate, but I don't enjoy it all the time like I used to. 
• I relate my experiences with TACO BELL to my experiences with coming to terms with being Asian. 
• I used to hate Taco Bell. Why? Because... their bathrooms stunk. WHAT? A BIG FAST FOOD CHAIN'S BATHROOMS STUNK?
• I used to hate being Asian. Why? Because... the stereotypes, the pressure of expectations, the perceived parental oppression [which was brought up in one of the APAHE presentations... it's mostly in our heads. Most of the time.].
• I gave Taco Bell a chance. Why? I can't remember, but Sola and I hung out there a lot. And I LOVED IT. 
• I am giving being Asian a chance. Why? Because I'm tired of HATING MYSELF for EXISTING. And I'm starting to really appreciate my culture and existing now. 
• THE MULTI-CULTURAL CENTER IS AMAZING. So much guidance and pushing to explore the WHAT'S and WHY'S. 

Sketches and a Happy Birthday to Lebedeff

[Fyi: You can click on the images for larger versions]

Here are some sketches I've done in the past month.

This one is a gift/card [I guess? I don't really do gifts or cards. Just pictures. lol] for my geeky friend, Lebedeff, who is probably getting crunk on Space Mountain right now hahaha

Done with sharpies... ffffff Being home sucks. There are seriously no writing utensils with good ink in them except for one sharpie lol We have some pencils, but no erasers. Sigh.

I came up with this one last night. Just ballpoint. I would really like to make it into a painting, maybe a series even, if I can figure that out.

Just a quick pencil sketch of an overplayed idea I've had swimming around in my head for a while. 

I am Facebook, Twitter, and the Internet. 

A friend referred me to a Facebook group called "Fuck College, I wanna be a Panda" and there are some pretty legit panda facts on there. I wanted to illustrate them. Here are the first two in red sharpie.

Legit, right? The PandaBear Jew [Inglourious Basterds reference if you don't get it]. Oh, I guess I didn't scan the 2nd one, but you can kind of see it imprinted on the back of the one above lol E'splodin pandas = party pandas! Okay, that wasn't really what #2 was, but it's basically the same thing.

Sketched these last night because I am a sad and pathetic creature and I couldn't sleep and I needed sleep to go to the Jelly Belly Factory for the first time with a friend today... ended up not going because, well, I didn't get any sleep and I feel terrible. ALSO, accidentally set my alarm to the Pokemon Theme Song instead of vibrate, so I woke up to the theme blasting in my ear, which caused my heart to race so fast that my hands were shaking. Bad omens. Sad panda. I really wanted to go to the Jelly Belly Factory 8[

Oh yeah, and the bottom part of all that below the line is obviously from this morning. I am Garfield, the fat, orange, lasagna-loving, dog-kicking cat.